Until now, the image Huyen teacher still bold in your memory. Ms. Huyen - her early life taught me the first year at primary school, in Grade One.
Ms. Huyen slim shapes, not fat nor thin, regular and symmetrical DAV. I do not know exactly how old she spent know that she was very young, younger than my mom a lot. Every day to class, she often wore light-colored tunic, sometimes blue or banana bud, sometimes pink or purple eggplants, also at sea salt white as color, shape, and fit well with the her green youth.
Her hair was dark, glossy color of coal as the soft smooth as silk fibers are let loose to the shoulders. Oval face is endowed with a pair of blue eyes and thick lashes as though she wore curved eyelashes. Nose, though not very high, but with the face. Every time she smiles she looks fresh and beautiful than the actress and model. Clouds white teeth back is adorned with a left corner of the mouth khenh make the already very bright smile even brighter, more attractive.
Every time she talks or lectures in class then her voice emits a new hearing how sweet! When the gentle, soothing as the cool breeze flowing, sometimes lyrical and melodious singing of birds such as robins, which we lost in the world of male ca. The first lesson is how hard. She once your handheld shaped every word, every line, set for each child to pronounce, spell each sound. The recess, she bent back row of bricks, writing samples for each child training to be true we wrote letters, straight line path.
Now, in spite grade year ago, but my heart is always with respect and gratitude Huyen teacher. I promise to myself to try to learn from your good side of her teaching.
"Remember guys fruit trees There is a memory of old teachers. That is the verse about vocational education, which is always beloved, respect. I love my teachers very much, but the one who left me the deepest impression is our teacher Kim Anh.
She has long, smooth hair, black hair and always smells fragrant. Her eyes are round, black, very strongly but equally gentle. When we achieved high academic achievement, she always looked at us with affectionate eyes. And when we make mistakes, her eyes are sad. Her hands are slim, always writing out the emotional circuit to convey the lessons to us.She also helps us to memorize the song longer. Her voice was inspirational, gentle, warm, witty and cheerful, making us always focus on the lesson, forgetting all the time. Her gentle personality, integrity, she is always serious with her work. Everyday, she is very playful with us but when she was in class, she was very strict. For her teaching is not just a profession, it is also a passion.She is always prepared for her lectures, sometimes she even uses short clips on the lesson, helping us to absorb the fastest. Although she is a teacher, she still studies, which is her preference. She stayed awake until three or four in the morning because after she wrote the lesson plan, she continued to study. "You are a boat upstream, children!" Her words penetrated our hearts.I remember most when she was visiting with our class. At that time, on her face as well as in her eyes show anxiety, restless restlessness. Then, we broke up, that day, she had a test of philosophy but she was off exam to go with our class because she was afraid that there is no problem with us, she will grace hateful life. Another memorable point is that when I am sick, I should study later than you. At the time, I was nervous because I had spent two weeks. I entered the classroom with nervousness. She knew that I had dropped out of school, she told me the places I did not know, and I did not understand, and then asked me to lend my notebooks to make copies. At that time I felt relieved, thank you and you.
Indeed, the teaching profession is noble, the sentence: "Education is the driver of knowledge across the river." That is the job that I wish later in the adult. On the occasion of Vietnam Teachers' Day 20-11, I would to send my greetings to her: "Your child is always healthy! I love you so much! "
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Until now, the image Huyen teacher still bold in your memory. Ms. Huyen - her early life taught me the first year at primary school, in Grade One.
Ms. Huyen slim shapes, not fat nor thin, regular and symmetrical DAV. I do not know exactly how old she spent know that she was very young, younger than my mom a lot. Every day to class, she often wore light-colored tunic, sometimes blue or banana bud, sometimes pink or purple eggplants, also at sea salt white as color, shape, and fit well with the her green youth.
Her hair was dark, glossy color of coal as the soft smooth as silk fibers are let loose to the shoulders. Oval face is endowed with a pair of blue eyes and thick lashes as though she wore curved eyelashes. Nose, though not very high, but with the face. Every time she smiles she looks fresh and beautiful than the actress and model. Clouds white teeth back is adorned with a left corner of the mouth khenh make the already very bright smile even brighter, more attractive.
Every time she talks or lectures in class then her voice emits a new hearing how sweet! When the gentle, soothing as the cool breeze flowing, sometimes lyrical and melodious singing of birds such as robins, which we lost in the world of male ca. The first lesson is how hard. She once your handheld shaped every word, every line, set for each child to pronounce, spell each sound. The recess, she bent back row of bricks, writing samples for each child training to be true we wrote letters, straight line path.
Now, in spite grade year ago, but my heart is always with respect and gratitude Huyen teacher. I promise to myself to try to learn from your good side of her teaching.
"Remember guys fruit trees There is a memory of old teachers. That is the verse about vocational education, which is always beloved, respect. I love my teachers very much, but the one who left me the deepest impression is our teacher Kim Anh.
She has long, smooth hair, black hair and always smells fragrant. Her eyes are round, black, very strongly but equally gentle. When we achieved high academic achievement, she always looked at us with affectionate eyes. And when we make mistakes, her eyes are sad. Her hands are slim, always writing out the emotional circuit to convey the lessons to us.She also helps us to memorize the song longer. Her voice was inspirational, gentle, warm, witty and cheerful, making us always focus on the lesson, forgetting all the time. Her gentle personality, integrity, she is always serious with her work. Everyday, she is very playful with us but when she was in class, she was very strict. For her teaching is not just a profession, it is also a passion.She is always prepared for her lectures, sometimes she even uses short clips on the lesson, helping us to absorb the fastest. Although she is a teacher, she still studies, which is her preference. She stayed awake until three or four in the morning because after she wrote the lesson plan, she continued to study. "You are a boat upstream, children!" Her words penetrated our hearts.I remember most when she was visiting with our class. At that time, on her face as well as in her eyes show anxiety, restless restlessness. Then, we broke up, that day, she had a test of philosophy but she was off exam to go with our class because she was afraid that there is no problem with us, she will grace hateful life. Another memorable point is that when I am sick, I should study later than you. At the time, I was nervous because I had spent two weeks. I entered the classroom with nervousness. She knew that I had dropped out of school, she told me the places I did not know, and I did not understand, and then asked me to lend my notebooks to make copies. At that time I felt relieved, thank you and you.
Indeed, the teaching profession is noble, the sentence: "Education is the driver of knowledge across the river." That is the job that I wish later in the adult. On the occasion of Vietnam Teachers' Day 20-11, I would to send my greetings to her: "Your child is always healthy! I love you so much! "